Lord Danzo Novels & Stories

Vador said to Aleister as they left the room. "Dark lord," Jadis bowed. "To what do I owe this honour," Vador said offering her a seat. Lady jadis was a white witch,she was the leader of the eastern empire.Vandora was her cousin and was sent by jadis with the approval of the council to watch Vador. Falling for the dark lord,Vandora refused to leave,she had called jadis earlier that day to inform her that the lord was having an affair with a human vampire in the royal house.

Kung Fu... hey hey hey... " Although in the mind some strange, but the Lu Yan mo did not take notice of them, but the face does not change color walk toward home. As a result of listening supergroup, walk all the way, Lu Yan mo also probably understood what happened at home. At last he breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing whether it was because he had heard that Suyuebai was all right, or because he had finally got rid of his difficult mother-in-law. He didn't think about it, but he walked a little faster. When he opened the gate, the first thing he saw was not the old disrepair and disorder. Everything in the yard was in good order, and some unknown plants were placed under the EAVES, wh

I entered his study, forgetting to knock only to see Malia about to get on her knees in front of him, her hands on his belt. I froze, a gasp escaping my lips and distracting them. Don Luciano's eyes widened slightly upon seeing me and I could say this was the first time I was seeing this oldie surprised. "Malia, leave us." He ordered, and Malia's expression tightened before she got up from her knees, bowed to Don Luciano, and then left the room, but not before throwing me her usual glare. Damn! Did I interrupt something? "And to what do I owe this early visit, Darling?" He asked as he moved closer to me with his usual grin.

"That is on the grounds that the Kalia Kingdom has a Sword Saint. Neither the Romon Empire nor the Khawistan Khanate wishes to unsettle that individual. The Kalia Sword Saint is otherwise called the 'Whirlwind Sword Saint'. As indicated by bits of hearsay, he uncovered his power once when he was still just a Blademaster: when the downpour poured, he could pierce each and every raindrop with his sword and after the shower, an area of three meters from where he hit the dance floor with his sword was totally dry, making his name in a split second take off to distinction." "That Sandoz Hirda whom you've thrashed has since turned into the supporter of the Tempest Sword Saint. Consider it, three y

No member of the Clan knows what transpires there, but the father never comes back and the son always comes back filled with wisdom and stronger than his father, ready to rule his clan with a common goal, liberate the world from the oppression of power. The present Dorak was brown in complexion, tall and dashing, ripped in size, having multiple scars all over his broad chest, his long straight auburn hair gave him a wicked beauty as did his turquoise eyes gave a daring appearance. On getting to Dorak, the Drokan warrior goes on his knees then offers the paper with both hands. After a short while of reading the Dorak stood on his feet, influencing a great silence in the marquee. “Zapov Zodaik

Grendel snorted again, ashen faced. Lapon simply laughed in turn. "Really? In that case, don't say I didn't warn you that your fief will soon be annexed, right under your watch." "What?!" Murin, Grendel, and Luna paled in indignation. Then, glaring at Lapon, Grendel demanded icily, "Explain yourself!" "Hehe…" The youth chuckled just then. "I am Zoran Zangief, son of Tobek Zangief—chief of the Danifo Alliance!"

"The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet if I demand it." Sarn, the glorious purple dragon laughed the loudest. "I'll tell you what. If you can defeat us, we'll bow and I'll even kiss your dirty, smelly feet." His tail made a grand sweep and Laryn's mammoth head lowered to avoid it. "Yeah make us," Bastian mocked. Fire showed in his blue gaze as he challenged me.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

No sooner had the words left my lips than the doors to the hall were pushed opened and in came none other than Rihero Von Palestine, the Dragon King. He was dressed in all black from head to toe, with a black suite that had a golden dragon embroidered on the left side. He wore black pants and a black shirt underneath and his midnight black hair hung open to his hips. His dark eyes were completely devoid of light as he came to a stand in front of me and I couldn’t help but notice how we contrasted each other. Light and Darkness. Fire and Ice. “Happy eighteenth birthday, my Lady.” He gave a small bow before taking my outstretched arm and placing a kiss on the back of my hand. “You look stunnin

None as big as Leon, or even Al but close. They stopped a few feet from us, so close I could smell the cologne wafting from him. He was tall but looked barely out of his teens, light brown hair that brushed his ears and swept across his forehead and he had piercing brown eyes that screamed of how they held secrets. “Alpha Leon,” He gave a curt nod, “and this must be two of your younger brothers? Isn't there a 3rd?” “Prince Darius.” Leon said and at the mention of his name we all bent at the waist, showing our respect.